I know I am a good time to you
But I'm not exactly happy as you think
I have a lot of shadows in my head
I wish you could just push them off instead
But they are here
They are near
They creep up from behind and they stay in most the time
They are here
They are near
You think we're here alone
But the monster's always home
And I cannot reach your eyes
Your words are few, I don't seem to get to you
And you keep your ghosts at home
I am sober now, but my mind keeps running over dry
They say love is patience
But I'm scared of wasting all my time
I, I wish I could tell you now
But you have squeezed out all the lime